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The Elusive McDowell Mountain Campground

Following our holiday gathering in the desert, Kelly and I drove back to the Phoenix area  – our destination being McDowell Mountain Regional Park.

We visited once before about 15 months ago, but due to my work travels, I was gone essentially the entire time.  In the process, I was denied any opportunity to ride the highly regarded and vast trail network.

Having missed out previously, I was really excited to be going back.  I love riding before work and with trails so easily accessible, doing so would be easy.  But then – just like before – my work travel schedule changed and less than three hours after unhitching the trailer, I found myself leaving the campground and driving towards the airport.

Once again, I missed the entire week at the park.  No riding for me.  Again.

Arriving back to the campground late Friday night, I did manage to salvage half a day of hiking on Saturday before hitching-up and driving away early Sunday morning.

Someday I will be back and ride these damn trails.  At least I hope so.

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A Desert Holiday

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Again this year, Kelly and I spent the holidays in the desert, far away from the snow and ice plaguing much of the country.

With plans to rendezvous with fellow nomadic travelers, we pointed Moose and the Airstream west.  About 2.5 hours later we arrived to Quartzsite, AZ – a location many fulltime RV travelers will know (arguably) as the RV capital of the Southwest.  At least during winter months anyway.

A town of 3,600 residents that swells to nearly 100,000 (yes – 100,000) during winter, Quartzsite is an RV mecca of sorts. When visiting this time of year expect big rigs and big crowds.

Almost as if playing bumper cars with one another, most RVs situate close to town.  Not us.

With a goal to avoids the crowds, we set-up shop about 20 miles south of town on a sweet patch of BLM land adjacent to the Kofa National Wildlife Refuge.  For ten days, the grounds were nearly empty as we shared hundreds of acres with only one other couple.  Effectively the middle of nowhere, we felt right at home.

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Shortly after Christmas Day the New Year’s crew began arriving and we eventually peaked at ten total rigs.  Kelly and I already knew most of the group, but did make a few new acquaintances.

Our group could not have asked for better weather as bid adieu to 2016.  We enjoyed a fantastic group pot luck dinner, champagne, and loads of good laughter as the calendar rolled over into 2017.

It was perfect.

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Lost Dutchman State Park

I’ve really come to like this park northeast of Phoenix.
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Out To Lunch

Mountain biking over lunch hour.  I can always eat later.IMG_0958

 

 

Dusk

While I will always prefer camping in the the big mountains, dusk in the desert is just about perfect.

Finding My Zen


Sunrise yoga is pure good.

Product Testing

I hate to admit as much, but I dread manually refilling the trailer with water.  It’s an absolutely required aspect of the lifestyle I choose to live, but it sucks … the jerry cans I use have a short nozzle, the trailer’s external fill opening is tiny, and I’m a bit too tall to comfortably align the the jerry can with the Airstream’s intake opening.

By the way, the jugs weigh 50 lbs when full of water.

The other day I had an idea that maybe I could be working smarter, not harder.  A few minutes later I assembled the water fill gravity tower pictured above.

While it seemed like a promising concept at the time, product testing continues.